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Evelyn's Champion


 His mother left him as an infant
Only one place that he could go
Into the arms of proxy keepers
From foster home to foster home

He always got along with others
It always felt like family
But just as soon as he found brothers
A car pulled in and they would leave
 
He had one memory with his mother
Rocked back and forth in track marked arms 
She said: your better off without me
I'll pray you never come to harm

Time went by fast, the seasons past him
Inside the carousel of care
And when he turned eighteen they gave him
A welfare check and one way fare 

He found a job as a custodian
Inside a local boxing gym
But soon his cleaning days were over
When their best coach set eyes on him

He had a spark somewhere inside him
That made him stronger then the next
His trainer made him a machine
And his opponents were perplexed

The world didn't pay him any favours
But toe to toe he got respect
He started getting paid in thousands
For every fight another cheque

He hired a lone investigator 
To find his mom someway somewhere
And when he learned where she was living
Got in his car and drove right there

He said it cannot be this dump
And put his car right back in drive
But just before he hit the pedal
He heard a woman scream inside

Ran like a demon, kicked the door down
Met by the voice of some big goon
Who said: whats wrong now,
You a customer?
Did one of my whores steal from you?

He gave the gold strewn pimp a warning
And said: I'm going to count to ten
If you don't want to wake up dizzy 
Give me my mother Evelyn

He led her to his waiting Beamer
And took her to his downtown flat
He said I know your life ain't easy
But I'm your son and I'll change that

And so her prayers said for her baby
We're more then answered 
More then heard
She prayed that he would be delivered
He was deliverance for her!










 



























Copyright © Kyle kriticos | Year Posted 2016

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  1. Date: 7/22/2016 12:32:00 AM

    A great poem, Kyle. A lovely story. I thoroughly enjoyed reading this. T.J

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